I hate the way the world feels when love is gone

Even when everything hurts, even when other cities are exploding and people we love are disappearing, there’s still space for sweet things.

I want to know if we are the same, in the moments when we’re stripped bare.

We have to give up so many things when the people we love die. So we hang on to other familiar things.

I can’t quite figure out the difference between loving someone and loving things about them.

Love is insanity, apparently.

Love is something you have or don’t have. Love is like a fever.

It sounds like love just sort of happens, whether you want it to or not, whether you’re married or not.

Sometimes words I think are small come out big.

On our own, we’d look totally normal. Together, we’re something else. Together, we’re special.

We don’t smile, but we something. We something. It hurts, the way a deep connection to someone who isn’t yours sometimes does.

One of the most dangerous things that can happen to a child is to kill or torture an animal an get away with it.

Nothing ever comes to one, that is worth having, except as a result of hard work.

Libraries are not made, they grow.

I then realized my analytics data was a bit odd. My keywords were no longer with me

Remember, officers and soldiers, that you are fighting for the blessings of liberty.

my mind ran over scenes of Shesheeb seducing Margaret until I was a wagon dragged by the runaway horses of my jealousy.

It is the individual artist who must act courageously in an effort to grow.

Karma is not just about the troubles, but also about surmounting them.

If I weren't acting, I think I'd want to be a professional hockey player.

We have either to progress or to degenerate. Our ancestors did great things in the past, but we have to grow into a fuller life and march beyond even their great achievements.